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There we are. Silence. Cypress said, flitting through the small kitchenette there to pull out what looked suspiciously like raw meat from a cupboard, and started eating, ignoring Christine entirely now while she got to become acquanted with her new gag. And she had 2 options as it steadily leaked. Let it run down her throat, or drool it onto her front, making her breasts ache to be touched and squeezed. Her mouth was already sensitive and wanted something to do.

Oberon regard her before turning his head to Cypress as if recieving instruction of some kind, before heaving his shoulders in a bit of a sigh and running a long hot tongue up her front from her navel to her neck, hot muscle sliding between her cleavage before he started lapping at her breasts, bathing her nipples in heat.

Cypress was definitly eating meat. Christine could smell the blood and her own stomach growled, but Cypress made no move to feed her since her mouth was busy and Oberon was doing as he had been instructed, tormenting her chest with his tongue, dragging long and slow over her nipples in turn, working her body as she decided wether to swallow the drug to keep it off her flesh, slowly but surely increasing her arousal, or letting it spill onto her breasts drop by drop and cause the stimulation she was already getting to become fold melting.
 
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And it was only now that Christine realized how long it had been since her last real meal. Getting more and more annoyed by the moment, she inches back slightly, content to let the foul fluid drip down where Oberon would lap it up.
 
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Letting it drip onto her flesh, her breasts burned with sudden pleasure, each lick making her shudder, making it hard not to moan in forced pleasure, having to fight as she became more and more aroused while Cypress finished her meal.

Moving to the wall, Cypress hung a piece of obviously fresh kill higher up on the wall, before motioning to Oberon, who himself was becoming aroused by the fluid he was lapping up and dragging over her flesh with each lick, to move over in front of it. She only gets to eat if she and you cum. I don't care if you force her if she tries to cheat, but it wont count towards letting her get a meal. I'll leave you two alone for another 15 hours or so. Need to refill the pantry, your own meal is inside, you can eat when she does. she said, walking out, her hand passing over Christine's head, leaving the meat above and Christine on her knees with Oberon moving around behind her to guard the meal, sitting down.

Her body was warm and Oberon's as well, but he was sitting patiently, waiting for her to decide on what she'd do to earn her meal. He was her warden for now. Cypress had 2 weeks to break her, and it seemed she already had a plan, making her use her body to her whims in order to recieve the simplest things. Like Food and Water.
 
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As soon as Cypress leaves the room, Christine takes off the gag and tosses it away. "Well, then. Are you hungry?"
 
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The gag does come off, though after a great deal of fighting and it constantly tried to reseat itself on her face. While I am aware that this was her intent. You will regret not having that back on once she returns. Keep this in mind. Oberon said simply, not moving from his place and blocking her if she moved towards the meal or the pantry.

Yes I am hungry. But I know full well what will happen if either I lie, or disobey my own instructions. It is an experience you will not wish to occur at all, and more then once if you tempt it would be insanity. She is a carnivore. You are made of meat. he said.
 
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Christine smiles. "Oh, I wasn't expecting you to. But it sounded to me like you won't get to eat before I do, and it has to be consensual. Tell me, do you play fetch?"
 
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Christine was flopped out of the tree with some fond memories of some good and odd lovemaking, landing in the grass with a thud, her hair a bit askew and a meal waiting for her, Dillian again working on their own supplies while it looked like Max was out hunting, if the missing crossbow was any indication.

Felicia was still catatonic and besides following Chinta around like a lost puppy, had a halo of fairies flitting around her doing something with her mind to try and heal the damage of watching her mother savagely killed in front of her.

welcome back. Eat up. Should all be fit to leave in the morning. I have no idea what they can do with Felicia but I can hope. The church would just lobotomize her and call it a healing. Dillian said, Chinta playing caretaker to the girl at the moment but Felicia soon winding her way to Christine and curling up next to her, head laid on her shoulder.
 
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She had been about to toy a with a wolf, and...Blinking in surprise, Christine finds herself outside the tree. "Curiouser and curiouser." Taking a look around, Christine choose to focus on the meal first, leaving the rest - like finding clothes - for later. "So how long was I actually gone?"
 
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About an hour. Dillian answers evenly, noting a wreath of vines turning to dust around her neck while Max returns with a small doe. Very young, but no longer a fawn and a long cut on his face. Otherwise he seems pretty pleased with himself and sets about cleaning the animal far from the group.

Felicia ignores her nudity and Dillian blushes softly but says nothing, soon able to ignore it as well easily. Chinta has taken to following the fairies off to do something for them, too helpful for his own good.

Why? something happen? he asked, raising an eyebrow.
 
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"I'm... not entirely sure. Feels like I was gone for longer, though." Christine replies, scratching her head before getting back to her meal. "Anything you want to do today? I really should brush my tail, I think, but that's about all that needs doing, at least right now."
 
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Not to be a downer, But I'm worried about Felicia. That being said, I think she's better off with Chinta and the Fairies right now. They seem to have her well in hand. he said, not knowing what to do about the girl while she reached over to Christine's tail, before fishing out a brush like a bit of a robot, and starting to brush them slowly.

Curious about these Wisps, but that's about it. Never been here so maybe look around. he said, shrugging while he ate.
 
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Smiling sadly as she turns to look at Felicia, Christine sighs. "You're probably right. I wish I could help her somehow." On a whim, she starts creating cartoonish illusions in front of Felicia, seeing if that would get any sort of reaction. "Just don't go too far."
 
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The cartoons are ignored and eventually the blue wanders over and guides her away, before looking at the pair. All due respect, leave the children with us. It wont be long before another fey, kind, we will be certain, takes them in. Until then we will care for them. Felicia needs special care and none of you can stay long or someone will kill them. Either their own people or fey who hold no care for the circles. A few can travel without us. she said, several having a conversation with Max, who turned to Dillian and shrugged.

We can't care for them on the road. And they're just in more risk back in the human realm. I was never there for them anyway in the end and almost got them killed. Alright. Dillian said, nodding at Max who shrugged again and followed the group away, keeping his gear but leaving the crossbow, Chinta coming over.

I want to stay with the kids. I like you Christine, but... You're a fucking danger magnet. And I'm not built for a war. he said, standing there.
 
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"We were going to have to leave them behind anyway. I just... wish it wouldn't have happened like this." Christine says, giving Felicia a last, saddened glance. "Would you like to stay with them a little longer? You might not see them again for a long time." Or maybe ever. were words Christine could not bring herself to say.

Standing up to face Chinta, Christine manages a faint smile. "Pity. I still had some plans for you... but perhaps another time, then." the kitsune says, before giving Chinta a hug.
 
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Chinta returns the hug and birds off, Dillian shaking his head. Never around at the start, never around at the finish. Seems fitting. he said, shaking his head and getting up, moving to explore a bit like he'd said since Christine didn't seem to have any interest in going with him, leaving her to her own devices.
 
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Watching first the others, then Dillian leave, Christine sighs. My fault... She just couldn't seem to shake that thought completely, no matter what Dillian said. Sitting down, she starts brushing her tails in silence, her mood taking a turn for the darker. Maybe I should let Dillian go. I'm really not cut for leadership, I suppose. I didn't even think of leaving the children here.
 
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Thinking about letting Dillian go, Christine followed the train of thought down two roads. Both ended with Dillian killing church members, one alongside her, one on his own, it was her choice in the end.

Her tails were quick to get sorted out and the fairies provided clothing for her if she wanted it in the way of some very adam and eveish garments.
 
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Taking the offered leaves for the lack of other options beyond going naked and, having finished brushing her tail, gets up and goes to take a look around as well, figuring that they were in no hurry.
 
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The leaves were as concealing as they needed to be, no more, no less. And that was about the extent of her new clothing, though she figured Chinta would have a nosebleed if he saw them.

Heading off to explore some on her own as well, Christine found the wildeheart was as welcoming as before, dark, wild, full of life, and by her personal knowledge, other things.

There were no way markers on the path she had chosen, but she'd have no trouble finding the way back later. For now, she had bumped into something very interesting about 30 minutes into her relaxing trip. In front of her was a twisting emerald green and ruby red flame, maybe 4 foot tall and half as wide, dancing through the trees, life growing wherever it passed quickly, and in some cases in unusual ways. Tree's became taller, grass sprang up as it passed, and a squirrel decided it's shut in ways were no longer necessary and flung itself away through the trees.

The flame itself continued to shift and change in color, while it continued to... dance. It's body bounced from side to side and it traveled along the ground, just above it in fact, as if it were waltzing to music only it could hear.
 
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The peace and calm were finally getting through Christine's thick skull and she iwas finally calming down when she comes across a living flame, like the ones the fairies mentioned earlier. Curious, she follows it, getting closer bit by bit.
 
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